8

A prisoner, that is all I was. That is what was clarified to me. These words were still ringing in my ear but I kept quiet and followed her silently. I felt the eyes of the gods and the men around the town all stuck to me. They made me feel disgusted. Disgusted about my body and how it was not fully covered by the dress. The girl before me however did not seem to mind. She seemed to love their attention. To relish and love it.

"Get used to it. you don't know which among those men is going to be given the privilege of sleeping with you.'' Again, another statement that shook me to the core.

''Sleep with me?'' I ask in disbelief.

"Move faster, slaves.'' the guards that were walking behind me shouted. The girl that was guiding me increased the pace as I followed suit.

"She seems innocent like she doesn't know a thing.'' one of the guards said to the other.

'' I bet she's a virgin.'' another reported making me furrow my eyebrows in disgust.

" I will make sure Dominicus lets me have her first. I'm willing to pay double.'' he added.

" you see right there, you are already getting customers.'' the girl in front of me says in an obvious tone.

" I will not do any of it. They would have to tie me up and force me.'' I said in confidence.

"Oh and she is feisty, she even loves being tied up.'' God speaks again. At this point, I take the mental note to just shut up.

'' It's not about whether you want to do this or not. look at yourself and look at where you are. I'm guiding you to some dungeons, where you're going to find more slaves just like you. They will tell you the stories about their first encounter with the guys or the Citizens that were able to pay for them. Do you think the stories are Pleasant? Do you think the stories are Pleasant for the ones that denied the advances? in this Kingdom, slaves are bought for sex.''

Her words are still among the words that leave me dumbfounded and shocked. I was not ready to give up my virginity to some common citizen or a guard who had paid enough to get it. I thought that being bought by my mates would be something better.

"There it is,'' the girl says as she steps into the tunnels, which only takes three steps before we arrive at the first dungeon.

There is silence and only the distant chatter and laughter of men is heard. I could assume that those are the guards who are the signatories to the engines safe and keep the slaves in. I expected that the place would smell horrible but it wasn't so bad. What however horrified me is the state in which the cells were. nothing more than livestock should have been kept here, and yet, they decided to keep people; women.

" I have brought her, I will now take my leave as I have a second guard to serve this evening.'' the woman who had brought me says respectfully. She bows down at the guards before leaving me alone with them.

I can tell by the way that the guards are smiling that they love the respect. They love to see the woman bowing before them as they're asking for permission to leave their presence. But was it ever respect if it was forced out of someone? You could never call this respect because the guards had not earned it. These women were forced. It wasn't a matter of respect but it was a matter of survival and fear. Is this situation the one that my mates had decided was perfect for me?

I feel emotional distress watching her walk away as her final words repeat in my head. She had another guard to serve this evening. Was she referring to sex? Was she also being used for her body?

I felt disgusted that she even had to get used to such a life.

When I look at the dungeon, I study its features intently. There is no way out unless the way in which one goes in. I had already studied the guards that were standing at the beginning of the tunnels. There were not many. The compartment had dim light and there were about 4-5 girls sitting on the floor that is spread by dry grass. The light that penetrates the little room is a hole at the top of the dungeon. This is literally a prison, an assail where criminals would be put. Has anyone here really done anything to deserve this kind of treatment? Just because we were women. I realize right now that I would never forgive my mates for what I was about to go through. If anyone dared to put their Hands On Me, I will rather die than let it happen.

One of the guards steps forward, he pulls out a set of keys that hung low over his waistline and he uses it to open the latch padlock closing the dungeon cell.

'' come on, get in,'' he says to me pointing towards the cell. I am hesitant. there is nothing different than the cell that Alpha Lucious had kept me in the night before today. It is as though my life is making a power turn out of this lifestyle. was this really how I was going to leave the rest of my life? had both my mates decided that they did not want me just because I was sold as a slave. They should have done a background check. They should have investigated and known that I was tougher than I look.

What irritates me the most is how the girls in the cells look malnourished and weak.

The muscular strong arm of the guard comes against my butt, slapping it hard as I yelp and jump forward.

"She's thick!'' the guard says in a Jovial tone as the both of them burst out into a peal of excited laughter. I feel disgusted and disgraced by their words and their lack of respect. I feel as though my dignity has been stripped away from me.

I step into the dungeon, my heart fluttering at the imagination that this would be my new life. The hatred that I feel growing in my heart for the two men that had bought me is almost unrecognizable. Why would the moon goddess do this to me? Why would she give me mates that would only make my life a living hell?

At this point, I didn't even want to imagine the possibility of the alphas changing their mind and wanting me. I did not want anything to do with them. If this is the position they have put me in, then I will die fighting for my Freedom.

I was going to find a way out of here and if not, I was going to kill whoever will pay to have their way with me.